Thursday, September 15, 2011

Pangarap Lang Kita



This song has been my anthem lately, right after I saw a bunch of kids do a cover in a gag show.  The lyrics were written with a certain playfulness, yet it does not abandon the definite realities that accompany a budding love.  Musical arrangement is well done, still with that playfulness, that will make one easily follow and remember its tune.


Probably, at some point in our lives, we could relate to this song's theme and that could be a reason why this song ticks.  Remembering that someone we "dreamed" about may ignite an intense gamut of emotions -- euphoria, if you eventually ended up in each other's arms, or devastation, sheer frustration, if the dream just remained as it is, a dream.


Whichever way your story ended, this song and this video will surely make you smile.  Embrace whatever emotions are ignited and resuscitated.  Those emotions were born because once you dreamed and because once, you loved.  




Friday, March 4, 2011

A Pet's Ten Commandments

This is an excerpt from the e-mail my aunt sent me last year. Faced with an impending separation from my dog, whom I will be saying goodbye to maybe at the end of this month, (I have no other choice left but to send him to live with my parents), I felt my heart being wrung as I read these commandments. It felt like Cody was directly speaking to me.





1.  My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.



2.  Give me time to understand what you want of me.




3.  Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being.




4.  Don't be angry with me for long and don't lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you.




5.  Talk to me. Even if I don't understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me.




6.  Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.




7.  Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to bite you.


8.  Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I'm not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak.





9.  Please take care of me when I grow old. You too, will grow old.




10.  On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. Never say you can't bear to watch. Don't make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so. 


Update:  Fortunately, (and, yes! - thank God) the land lady did not pester me anymore about sending my dog to our place in Mindanao.  Cody is still with me up to this very moment. And boy, after a long day, in the chaotic and destructive state of things that I am finding myself in, he turns my world around when he eagerly meets me, with his tail wagging so eagerly, as I open the door.  Yes Cody, I will take care of you, more than the way you are taking care of me - though you do that without really knowing.)



















Thursday, February 24, 2011

How do you solve a problem like . . .

William Cody???!!!!!




This guy's turning a year old at the end of this month.  I just love him to bits even if he kind of pretends - so many times - to read my books by chewing on them and shredding them to bits.  This dog knows my Achilles heel, like the back of his paw, when he looks at me in the eye, with those big black marble eyes, after he does some mischief again, like chewing on the furniture, the edge of the table, and even some of my underwears! Bad cheetah!  It breaks my heart everytime I leave him alone every morning as I go to work at the hospital.  But at the end of the day, he seems to forget that he was locked up whole day, and jumps with indescribable elation that I have come home.  He may equate my arrival to another piece of Denta-Stix but I don't care about that.  This dog only has me, and I, him.  That's all that really matters.   

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